I was trying to hitch a ride home one night when a guy pulled up in his Mercedes. Great luck for me, a nice comfortable ride home. The man driving was...about 45 and seemed friendly. He said he was coming home from a pub and had had a couple of drinks so was intending to take the country lanes homes rather than risk being stopped on the main road. That was OK with me.Once we set off he we talked about what my evening had been like and what I'd been up to. Which amounted to playing games and. She had never touched her daughter in that way, had never raised the subject of sex with her beyond the necessaries of avoiding pregnancy and coping with her periods and fending off groping men. But here was her sweet Megan, exploring sex with her pretty and obviously quite slutty young cousin.And no surprise, Rosy thought, that Daphne was slutty; her mother Reese, Rosalind’s younger sister, was notorious among friends and family for sexual indiscretions over the years. Rosalind, as her. We stopped in front of a large building and parked. Jill led the way and we, three young women entered the big apartment house.Once in the apartment where we meant to go, we were admitted into a small office and offered to sit on chairs to wait for our host. After a while, Jill started to go out leaving Jackie and me in the room."I have an appointment to catch. You, wait for Lin. She is the boss. Listen to her, she tells you what you need to know. Don't wait for me, I'll be busy with my client,. Fortunately, there was a chair behind me. I hadn't bothered to check. I sat there and looked at my sweet wife, kneeling naked with my sperm all over her pretty face and dripping onto her wonderful tits, and she looked back at me. We were both gasping and panting, and Millie's cum-streaked face was pink, her eyes bright. "I like your new wardrobe," I said, deadpan, and she snorted in surprise and started laughing. I began to laugh too, and we laughed till our eyes watered, Millie stood and moved.